Donīt look up
Itīs not her car
Dry July for me to die
All the old tensions
Are back in my mind
Looking for trouble
Is part of my life
You canīt make me change
Itīs too late for that, my friend
And you said
You canīt make me tell
Itīs to sad, itīs not fair
And you said...
Donīt wait up
Sheīs not your type
Dry July for me to hide
All the old tensions
Are back in my mind
Looking for trouble
Is part of my life
You canīt make me change
Itīs too late for that, my friend
And you said
You canīt make me tell
Itīs to sad, itīs not fair
And you said...
Will you take me!?
You take me
You take me home
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